The darkness takes him, disappearance of light,
Evils demonic forces, shatters his flight.
They invade his mind, twist and turn,
And she is no longer his flame that burns.
She is light, she mourns her lost soul,
Against the wind, the silence of her tears flow.
She journey’s far, but she can not forget,
Her heart hurts, she can not free him yet.
Her mind is filled with visions of once before,
His smile, his love, his heart, ah so much more.
She sits upon the bed of moss, tears of anguish she cries,
Her love is dead, her heart she mourns, and never bid goodbye.
Fleeting images, capture in his mind, lo they come and go,
This lady he seeks to destroy, he does not really know.
At one time, no, no the voices say, they tell him it is not real.
His visions are but dreams unknown, emotions he can not feel.
His quest kill, kill, kill, the Lady that seeks earth’s rebirth,
Her missions true, her missions love, she speaks of self worth.
Seek and destroy, his Lady, his wife, though she, he no longer recalls,
Unraveled thus heartache and pain, his darkness will be her downfall
© Cynthia Clark